The Wassail Song
Here we come a-wassailing Among the leaves so green Here we come a wand'ring So fair to be seen.
Chorus
Love and joy come to you And to your wassail too And God bless you and send you a happy new year And God send you a happy new year
We are not daily beggars Who beg from door to door But we are neighbor's children Whom you have seen before
Chorus
We have a little purse Made of ratching leather skin We want some of your small change To line it well within
Chorus
God bless the Master of this house Likewise the Mistress too And all the little children That round the table go
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19-1 Ad Liminabezoek Amerikaanse bisschoppen
Als de weg ophoudt, verander je. Als je bent verandert, kun je weer verder.
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Gebedsintenties
Het Rijke Roomsche Leven
Mariologie
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